Luyện nghe bài hát Like My Style (feattony Yayo Of G Unit)

I know you my style
You how I break it down
I know you style
You like how I it down
I you like my style
You like how I it down
Wanna get rich I'll you how
Wanna get I'll show you how

On ya mark, get set, let's go, the flow
Teach ya how to turn Yayo dough
The original don dada, nobody harder
Ya heard I said boy, I'm hot, I'm hot
The they say "He so crazy"
The snitches say "He tried to spray me"
That's what you get for trying to me
The and my wrath is so shady
No matter how you try you can't it
I catch ya stunting in the Bentley cockpit
If you a pimp why ya stay outta pocket?
Front and find out how my P-40 hit
"50 you some help?"
Chill, Yayo I got
I'm from the D's tryin' to knock us
They swear to God that it's me the choppers
Man, I ain't them little niggas no product

I you like my style
But how much do you my style?
You like how I break it
Wanna get I'll show you how

I you like my style
But how do you like my style?
You like how I it down
get rich I'll show you how

The birds say I got a way with words
I be "baby girl, I like them curves"
If ya not busy tonight then we can
bachelor, baby, fuck what you heard

From the tellie in ten minutes I'll make you a
Tongue touch ya, I'll have ya shakin' you havin' a seizure
I make about what I do in my leisure
G-Unit gang, can't another out there see us
Niggas lip sync the cause they wanna be us
Groupie hoes from the hood be trying to G us
Trying to holla at the kid time they see us
quit pretending, I'm the nigga ya love
And I ain't got to say nothing, you know I'm thugging
Put my hands on ass and ya say that I'm bugging
We family, baby, cousins
Now look what the riff raff drug in
For the my degrees is hotter then ya oven
I'mma New Yorker, but I Southern
And we sip DP 'till the Don stop
we play, ok, go to ya husband

I know you like my
But how much do you my style?
You like how I break it
Wanna get rich I'll you how

I know you my style
But how much do you like my
You like how I it down
Wanna get rich I'll you how

Em said you gone like my
Dre said you gone like my
I said you gone my style
You gone how I break it down

not really, really ready
The will have ya ass in trauma, boy
not really, really ready
My knife flip open and then I gets to
You're not really, ready
Them shells popping and bodies get to dropping
You're not really, really
You ya ready, ya not
Really ready